novelhk Chapter 22 Six Years in the Snap
Chapter 22 Six Years in the Snap
With a thought, Lin Hao activated his first soul ring, and a white light enveloped Xue Beng's head.
The avalanche, whose face was turned into a pig's head by a bumblebee sting, has had its facial features restored to normal.
The avalanche wasn't surprised and arrogantly said, "You're smart enough to get off me now!"
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of a slap echoed.
Avalanche covered his face with his hands, looking bewildered, and said, "You hit me?"
"That's exactly what I'm going to do!"
"Snapped!"
As soon as Lin Hao finished speaking, he raised his right hand and slapped Xue Beng across the left cheek.
Avalanche roared in fury, "How dare you hit me! I am a prince!"
Lin Hao scoffed, "Disturbing my cultivation deserves a beating. Avalanche, I have no interest in continuing this nonsense. Swear on your martial spirit that you will never bother me again!"
Avalanche, with its proud spirit, arrived and spat, "Dream on!"
"Snapped!"
"Hey, you're still hitting me?!"
"Snapped!"
"Go ahead and hit me, but don't hit my face!"
"Snapped!"
"You hit me, and this is the evidence. You're not going to let this go!"
The avalanche roared at Lin Hao.
With a thought, Lin Hao began to treat the avalanche once more.
The avalanche was stunned.
Lin Hao's extremely damaging words rang in Xue Beng's ears: "Is there any evidence left?"
Xue Beng clenched his fists slightly. He thought he was being shameless, but he never expected Lin Hao to be even more shameless.
After hitting the person, he used his soul skill to heal them.
"call!"
The avalanche was furious and was panting heavily.
School hasn't let out yet.
After entering the academy, Lin Hao frequently skipped classes. He and Xue Beng were the only two people on the entire back mountain.
Lin Hao said in a serious tone, "Are you going to swear an oath or not? If you don't swear, I'll keep beating you until you submit."
Looking down from his vantage point, Lin Hao stared at the avalanche lying on the ground.
Avalanche met Lin Hao's gaze. He had a strong feeling in his heart.
It was as if the person sitting on him at that moment was not a six-year-old child, but a seasoned adult.
Avalanche sighed helplessly, "Fine, I promise you, I won't bother you anymore."
Lin Hao reminded him, "You must swear by your martial spirit."
"Fine," Avalanche reluctantly conceded. "I swear on my martial spirit that I will never bother you again in this lifetime. Are you satisfied now?"
Lin Hao stood up from the avalanche.
The avalanche rose from the ground, turned and left, but after taking only a few steps, it suddenly said, "Lin Hao, now you can finally go see the Crown Prince as you wish!"
As he spoke, Xue Beng lowered his head and descended the mountain. His hands remained lightly clenched throughout.
Lin Hao watched Xue Beng's retreating figure and shook his head slightly.
He doesn't call himself "Avalanche Boss" because, besides his indomitable and fearless prince status, he also genuinely has no intention of interfering in the power struggles within the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family.
He always believed that Douluo Star was not his stage, and he would not let worldly disputes sway his thoughts.
The realm of gods is his destination.
To ascend to the realm of gods, he first needs to diligently evolve his Blue Silver Grass. His current focus is entirely on cultivation.
He disdained to curry favor with Xue Beng for wealth and status, nor did he deign to associate with Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
He was very clear-headed when he took action against the avalanche. At worst, he would go to Wuhun City.
Of course, avalanches have to save face.
Unless the marks of the assault remain on his body, causing Xue Beng to lose face, and in order to maintain his image as a spoiled brat, he will definitely retaliate against Lin Hao.
Lin Hao used his healing abilities to help Avalanche erase the marks of the attack. He was betting that Avalanche might be intelligent now.
Sure enough, in the next two days, Avalanche did not bother Lin Hao again, nor did he bring anyone to question him.
Avalanche is really smart.
In terms of shrewdness, acting skills, wisdom, and magnanimity, Xue Beng is an outstanding crown prince.
Unfortunately, the avalanche encountered Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe.
Lin Hao had some knowledge of alchemy because of his mother, Yang Qianqian.
For convenience and privacy, he rented a stone house with a backyard in the most secluded west alley of Tiandou City.
The wooden hinges creaked as the door was pushed open, and the shadow of the old locust tree in the corner of the courtyard was cast obliquely over the bronze furnace, which was half a person tall, in the corner of the wall.
He ran his fingertips over the mottled animal patterns on the furnace body, took out an ebony box from his storage ring, and the moment he opened it, a warm, fishy-smelling aroma wafted out.
Inside the box lay something the size of a fist, entirely jet black, with a very faint oily sheen on its surface.
This is whale glue.
Although it has only existed for a thousand years, one can already vaguely feel the surging masculine energy within it.
The contemporary Soul Master community has not correctly recognized the true value of whale glue.
The thousand-year-old whale glue in Lin Hao's hand only cost five gold soul coins.
The capital city is bustling and prosperous, and there are many lecherous people. There are also many people selling whale glue.
Lin Hao's storage ring contained hundreds of whale glues with a lifespan of a thousand years.
He lit a fire in the furnace, and the flames climbed along the grooves on the furnace wall, causing the temperature inside to rise rapidly.
Once the bottom of the furnace turned a faint red, Lin Hao carefully broke off a piece of whale glue the size of a fingernail and put it into the furnace.
The black plastic block melts into a thick, inky liquid when heated, slowly rolling inside the furnace. A hint of spicy warmth gradually emerges from the fishy smell, and as it drifts out of the furnace opening, it even causes subtle scorching fluctuations in the air.
Lin Hao sat cross-legged on a futon in front of the stove, dipping his fingertips into a small amount of scalding hot whale glue liquid.
The moment his fingertips touched his skin, a surge of intense heat rushed into his body through his meridians. His pupils constricted as he meditated to guide this power.
The heat flowed like surging magma, causing a burning pain in the meridians wherever it passed. It felt as if the blood was being ignited, and the rapid beating of one's own heart could be heard in one's ears. The cheeks flushed red instantly, and the veins on the temples throbbed.
He suppressed the surging yang energy within his body and placed his hands in a mudra on his dantian.
The spiritual energy within his dantian flowed like a stream, entangling that masculine power and attempting to tame it.
However, the heat from the whale gel far exceeded expectations. In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Lin Hao's clothes were soaked with sweat, and the heat inside his body grew stronger and stronger, as if a ball of fire was burning between his internal organs, and even his breath was hot.
"It is indeed the most masculine and powerful substance."
Lin Hao wants to find a woman now.
He got up, panting, and staggered as he pushed open the door and ran toward the bathtub.
It was already dusk, and the water in the bathtub was slightly cool. He jumped into the bathtub, and the icy lake water instantly enveloped his entire body, relieving the burning sensation within him.
He sat cross-legged in the bathtub, letting the water reach his chest, meditating to regulate the masculine energy within him.
Guided by spiritual energy, the dark whale-derived power gradually transformed from raging magma into a gentle warm current, flowing slowly along the meridians. As expected, the meridians widened slightly wherever they passed.
Once the heat in his body had completely subsided, Lin Hao got out of the bathtub. The night breeze brushed against his soaked clothes, carrying a slight chill.
He gazed at the waning moon on the horizon, the warmth of the whale glue still lingering on his fingertips, and exclaimed excitedly, "Once my soul power breaks through to level 20, I'm confident I can obtain a thousand-year-old soul ring!"